#1013875 added July 18, 2021 at 11:39pm Restrictions: None
The Bath, Again
The Bath Again
Another day with back pain,
no medication
But sweet Rum that/which
Can temporarily touch/reach
Up to my neck in this
Boiling bath --
An organic mix bubbling with stale
Flesh and a mind's persistence, nurture
These aimless words, a blend
Of grief and bliss, while
An ever vigilant brain, vexed
Tries remedy but can only reminisce
When we were whole.
This was my universe.
My planets aligned around
A holy, loving, warming,
Fiery body gleaming
In the morning, fading, tagging off
With a white moon rising,
Checking in on me,
I could feel luminescence
On my face, soul --
Permeated, adjusted as
We all rotated together
I'm in my bath again.
It's welcoming,
Not reassuring enough,
Just yet.
7.13.21
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